seeing as i was actually in this wedding, i didn’t get too many pictures… or any of the actual ceremony… but the reception was a hell of a lot of fun…

did you know i was donahoe’s prom date? that was like, a million years ago. she is now totally embarrassed of this fact. i bring it up as much as possible.

lil guy’s pre-rug-cutting intense focus

when laura is less than impressed with her sparkler’s performance, it is written all over her face.

so we got them a foosball table, which we thought would be an easy set-up post-wedding. getting those little men on the poles, however, proved to be a tremendous challenge…

…which led to a lot of “lube it up” and “push harder” and “pole jammin” type jokes. us vanderschtroellys are slowly getting married (and one is preggos!), but we don’t intend on actually growing up.

3 hours later (seriously), it was set up. we played a single match and promptly went to bed.

my battery charger was lost, so i didn’t take my camera, but dallas was there to capture all of the beer-hotdog-and-poutine-fueled sacrilegious, picnic-in-the-park good times.

photo credit: dallas @ rationalpassion.blogspot.com

and then i went to ontario, mostly for paige’s party for mobilemoment.ca, which she booked annie to dj. my favourite part was when she played flat beats.

and annie has a new album, “don’t stop,” which is really good. the indie world has its kylie minogue.

last time i saw the mighty rhead live was in new jersey, and a full day of rain couldn’t get us down (elliott smith, liz phair, beth orton, spiritualized, underworld, and the beastie boys helped thom and co in that regard). when radiohead sang ’stand up sit down,’ with its 46 “the raindrops,” i think everyone in the crowd was having a shawshank redemption moment, arms outreached into the rain for the aerial camera shot. this time the rain came down again, but a vancouver crowd isn’t exactly in any position to complain. fittingly, the rain didn’t start until just before the band came on, giving a certain pre-storm energy to the pre-show beer tent (or maybe i need to ease up on the red bulls).

from rvnix on flickr

25 songs and 3 shirts & a jacket soaked thru later, it’s hard to pick any definitive highlight… either ‘you used to be alright, what happened?’ from 15 step (and my ‘new’ 40 dollar tshirt made from plastic bottles liberated from landfills)… or thom saying “we know its raining and that’s a bummer, but fuck it this is Optimistic”… or “i’ll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches” from talk show host… or you and whose army… or every song from in rainbows… or thom telling the crowd surfers “Take it easy guys, Its not fucking Rage Against The Machine”… or the opening notes of everything in its right place (and the greatest album of our generation?*)… or the hacksaw buzz of ‘exit music for a film’… or thom telling someone, mid-sentence, to “Shut the fuck up, you’re not funny you just don’t get out much”… or the shuffle start of reckoner, my favourite tune from in rainbows, to start the second encore…

or the rainbow spectrum lights/video for planet telex…

(50 seconds in)

or the communion of ‘This is what you’ll get when you mess with us’ during karma police

or the finale of paranoid android’s ‘come on rain down on me / from a great height’ while the rain picked up one last time…

* i used to always say it was ok computer (fuck nevermind), but maybe that’s just nostalgia. i think kid a is the money melon. either way, it’s radiohead vs radiohead.

edit: AHHH! my favourite neil young song!

Radiohead :: “Tell Me Why” (neil young cover) from gorilla vs. bear on Vimeo.

someone’s about to get a stern talking to…

flash could not have gone off at a better time…

i think this was the second time we requested ‘dollar wine’ by byron lee, this time hiking our pants up and replacing ‘dolla. dolla. dolla.’ with ‘donna! donna! donna!’

bella is really reefin’ on ian’s pants here…

weddings are so much fun… if only another of our polish friends would get married…

coming soon: the reception!

kevin drew had apparently thrown his back out and nearly called off the show, so he played sitting down, with an obus form backrest…

…until the valium kicked in, presumably, and he got up for a few numbers. seemingly in a bit of a haze, he would debut a new song (which the other dudes in the band didn’t seem to know they were gonna be playing) and then end the show with an impromptu solo version of almost crimes.

the golden horseshoe wedged up my ass is still very much in place, as we somehow managed to avoid almost all of the traffic, shuttle lineups, and security checks that were the only downside to the first pemberton festival. we got there just as interpol was starting their set, rushed to find an empty spot to pitch our tent, threw our shit down and rushed to the stage. incendiary might be a good description, rest my chemistry was the perfect slowburn to accompany a sunset in the mountains. the rest of the weekend involved jay-z, nin, my morning jacket, the hip, black mountain, fiery furnaces, tom petty, and coldplay (i didn’t get any pictures of any of them though, oops)

terra is not a camper

sam roberts

flaming lips

firefox was already about a dillion times better than internet explorer, and now version 3 is out, so if you haven’t made the switch yet, do it right the fuck now.

then make it even better with add-ons: the ad-blocker (not just pop-ups, all ads, its revolutionary), forecast fox (unobtrusive weather bar), piclens (futuristic picture viewing like minority report), and more.

edit: huzzah!